Page 76 of Spiritwarrior

“You should get dressed!”

He raised a brow at her.

Taking the glass from her, he slid an arm around her waist.

“Why? It’s just the two of us.”

“’Cause …” She flushed, unable to come up with a plausible reason other than it was hard to look at his dick without feeling a heated warmth spread through her body.

“Do whatever you want,” she mumbled, taking the glass back to pour some juice.

“I will.” His hand went to the nape of her neck as he pressed a kiss to her cheek. “Good morning.”

“Good morning.”

She managed to sit, unable to meet his eyes for long. She moved away to put on a light sweater.

“Why are you leaving so early?”

“Ginny taught me how to make biscuits yesterday. I want to get there early enough so I can make them. She’s not able to come in this morning; her daughter caught the bug Freddie had.”

“Give me ten minutes, and I’ll come in with you.”

“No, you don’t—”

“I don’t have to. I want to. I don’t want you going out so early alone. I won’t take long.”

She was tempted to leave while he was getting dressed. How could she still want him after spending the night with him? She felt as if having sex only increased her appetite for him.

Inwardly, she groaned. She had known the man was catnip. She should have closed the restaurant and sold it the first day he had come inside.

“It wouldn’t have mattered.”

She was so focused on her thoughts that she hadn’t heard him reenter the room.

“You don’t know what I was thinking.”

“You’re already regretting last night.”

Sophie turned to place the glass into the sink.

Coming up behind her, Jody slid his arms around her waist.

“I don’t want to talk about last night.”

She felt him laugh against her back.

Straining against him, she turned around in his arms. “I hate you.”

His expression turned serious. “No, you don’t. You wish you did, and that makes you angry. I’m not your shining knight, and you resent that. I might not be a chaste knight, but I have other virtues that are just as important. I’m loyal to those I love, I’m strong enough to protect those I do, and I don’t shirk from doing what needs to be done.”

“You’re also not shy.”

Jody chuckled. “No, I’m not. Give me a couple more nights, and you won’t be either.”

Glowering at him, she shoved him aside to move toward the couch. “If you’re going with me, you better hurry, or I’ll leave you,” she threatened.

“Yes, ma’am.”

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